i've never really been good at this
i never fall into the right place
and i know this isn't my place
i feel it deep inside my bones
the surging feeling of something not meant to be
you breathe life into me
a life i know isn't mine
if you're a mess
i'll help clear you up
if you drive me off the road
we can see the hills and the clouds together
if this love is shallow
i'll never drown
if i know this is nothing
i can't lose to this
nothing real to attach to
you're all in my head and there's nothing in front of my eyes
we're dancing in my daydreams where you look at me twice
you're not on that page,
not the role i'm casting you in
two actors in my hidden thoughts
one day you'll know about it all
YOU ARE READING
gold-tinted glasses
Poetrythe sky spills open and the flowers gleam gold, and looking up at the sunlight i see it all written clear as day in the trees a diary romanticising coming of age, relationships, heartbreak and love again
